Kazuma and Nanjo got into the car, butler Suzuki looked back and said, "I'll wait in the car later, or follow you to investigate."
Before talking to Ma, Honami said: "Grandpa Suzuki, it's too conspicuous for you to follow. If it's just the two of us, it looks like a couple on a date. Many young couples will go to the rehearsal of this kind of small theater troupe. "
He Ma: "Is that so?"
This is an area he doesn't understand. In his previous life, he had rich experience in bragging and drinking with clients, but very little experience in playing with girls.
"That's right."
Honami explained to Kazuma: "Generally, this kind of small troupe doesn't have too many audiences during the performances, and usually there are not many people watching the rehearsals.
"But rehearsals are simulated with lighting, so the theater is very dark like the performance.
"Empty theatre, the lights are dim, lovers like this kind of place, the key is the style.
"Similarly, the main audience of those small movie theaters that show old movies all day long are also couples."
Learned new things with horses!
"I thought that kind of small movie theater mainly served diehard fans of old movies, or the owner of the movie theater himself was a person with a story, and used this method to pay homage to his lost youth or something."
"There are those too." Honami shrugged.
Butler Suzuki looked back at Honami, then at Kazuma, and said, "Then I wish you all a good time—it doesn't seem right to say that."
Kazuma: "We are acting for Tokyo's tomorrow."
Butler Suzuki had already turned his head and was about to drive. When he heard what Kazuma said, he looked at Kazuma through the rearview mirror, and then he said, "I wanted to say protect the young lady... But if you say that, the young lady will be unhappy." .”
Honami: "Grandpa Suzuki, I have worked so hard to improve myself in order not to hold back Wazuma. This time Danko specially called me back, which means that even she recognizes my efforts! I will fight side by side with Kazuma. "
In the rearview mirror, Butler Suzuki looked at Honami with a complicated expression, mixed with relief and uncontrollable worry, and of course there was a little relief.
After deliberating with Ma, he said, "Don't worry, Suzuki-san, I will... We will support each other."
Butler Suzuki nodded and started the car without saying a word.
**
When Butler Suzuki said that there was still ten minutes away, Kazuma suddenly saw an acquaintance on the side of the road.
Saori Kitagawa stood under the eaves of a game center that hadn't opened yet, hiding from the scorching sun, licking a lollipop leisurely.
A patrolman on a bicycle was riding towards her.
When the Japanese police see people in school uniforms loitering outside during school hours, they will come forward to question her and persuade her to return to school.
And immediately in my life, I saw a girl from China who went to Japan to travel. She was very naive and walked on the street wearing a JK uniform at 10 o'clock in the morning on weekdays, and was disciplined by the police.
In the end, because the girl didn't understand Japanese, she didn't know why she was targeted by the police, and it was a joke.
Beichuan also saw the patrolman, and immediately showed a "broken" expression.
It turns out that Miss Jidao is also afraid of being disciplined by the police
Or is it that she simply doesn't want to have anything to do with her family
After all, she is now Saori Kitagawa, a free rock girl.
He Ma said: "Stop in front."
Butler Suzuki only glanced at Kazuma through the rearview mirror, without asking any questions, and drove the car directly towards Saori Kitagawa, who was arguing with the police.
After the car stopped, Hema rolled down the window: "Sorry, Mr. Officer, this is our idol trainee, and the sailor suit is a costume."
When the patrolman turned his head, he had an expression of "I'll believe you, I'll be damned." After seeing the stretched Bentley of the Nanjo Consortium, he realized that today was indeed a hell.
"Take care of your artists." The patrolman complained, and then pushed the car to the side to make way for Beichuan.
Saori Kitagawa bowed to the policeman: "I'm sorry. And..."
She suddenly smiled, turned around, raised her right hand with her thumb, index finger and ring finger up to her eyebrows, and closed one eye: "This is a magical magic that can cheer up people in society, KIRA~"
It can only be said that she deserves to be an underground idol...
It turns out that the set of AKB48 and LOVELIVE has been used by Japanese underground idols now!
The patrolman looked at the foolish expression on his face.
Ignoring the feedback from the police officer, Saori Kitagawa got into the Bentley and closed the door, and immediately let out a long sigh.
"Why do you say I'm an idol, I hate the kind of idol who sells her looks the most."
He Ma Xin thought that Ri Nanli Cai must be sneezing like crazy right now.
He Ma: "I think you are very proficient just now. But your pose is relatively uncharacteristic. I will design an exclusive cute pose for you. Like this, put this pose, and then say 'nikonikoni~'"
"Go to hell! It's so disgusting!" Kitagawa Saori rolled her eyes, and then turned to Honami, "You brought someone here today, you finally don't plan to chase me?"
He Ma Miao understood that this guy was putting eye drops on Honami and said so on purpose.
Although Honami would definitely not fall for such a low-level trick, Kazuma still interrupted Kitagawa Saori: "Look at this, do you have any impression?"
Kazuma took out a photo of the small theater he was going to visit today.
Kitagawa Saori took a look at the photo, and immediately replied: "I performed there, with everyone who has always been sunny and rainy. What's wrong with this theater?"
Kazuma: "The first suspect in the Kandagawa serial refrigerator case is directing a small theater troupe to rehearse a new play he created here."
"Hasn't that person been cleared of suspicion? I heard that when he was locked up in the police station, a second body was found, and after the time of death was presumed, he had a perfect alibi."
"It is indeed a perfect alibi. The provider of the proof is the police. It cannot be more perfect than this." He Ma complained.
Kitagawa Saori suddenly said: "This... Edogawa Ranpo or someone else's work, does it have the same design? The murderer sets up a plot to bring in the detective, and the detective himself is the provider of the alibi."
Honami: "Such a design is actually quite common in mystery novels, and many famous series of mystery novels have it."
Saori Kitagawa looked at Honami: "Is that so? I thought this kind of mystery novels of the Benge school would not generally engage in this kind of thing."
"The Benedicts just don't engage in narrative shenanigans."
"Is that so... why are you looking at me like this, Kazuma?" Kitagawa Saori suddenly stopped talking with Honami, and looked at Kazuma.
He Ma shrugged: "I didn't expect you to be interested in these things. Shouldn't rock girls fall asleep immediately after seeing a page with more than 300 words printed?"
"I beat you!" Kitagawa Saori shook his fist at Kazuma.
At this time, Butler Suzuki said, "We're here."
At the same time as the voice fell, the car stopped steadily on the side of the road without any bumps.
Hema glanced at the gate of the theater, which was exactly the same as the one in the photo, except for one thing: one of the four windows at the entrance of the theater, the poster inside was changed.
"We're going to the theater to watch the troupe's rehearsal," Kazuma looked at Saori Kitagawa, "You can ask Butler Suzuki to take you to the nearest bus stop."
It shouldn't be a big problem for Butler Suzuki to leave for ten or twenty minutes.
Saori Kitagawa glanced at the theater and said, "I don't want it. Playing video games is no fun. I'm here!"
The Chinese with horses as soul wearers have little resistance to the reason of "everyone is coming".
It's all here, right
He Ma: "That's fine, you can come too."
After speaking, he opened the car door.
Kitagawa Saori smiled and got out of the car with Kazuma, and then the three of them stood at the entrance of the theater together, looking up at the somewhat old signboard of the theater.
At this moment, Kazuma felt as if he was standing in front of the assembly stone at the entrance of the dungeon.
He even had hallucinations, and the gate of the theater seemed to have the light effect of a replica gate.
But if you really want to download a dungeon, you can't do it without a nanny
Kitagawa Saori bit the remaining lollipop into pieces, swallowed the broken pieces in two or three bites, and flicked the stick of the lollipop, causing it to fly accurately into the trash can by the wall.
There are generally no public trash cans on the streets of Japan, but there is usually one at the entrance of this kind of theater.
"Speaking of which, there is no Dvořák today," said Kitagawa Saori.
Honami glanced at her watch: "It's not even one o'clock yet, if you put this on now, it's a mutation, right?"
"That's not what I mean. I mean, Dvořák's song was changed by Japan so that it feels like the time of the devil is coming, right? Let it be played before the fight, it will have an atmosphere."
Hema had to remind Beichuan: "We didn't go in to fight."
"Isn't it? I thought you were going to..."
Kitagawa Sayori stopped talking abruptly, and looked at the old man who came out of the movie theater—he looked like a ticket inspector.
"There is no performance today, little girl, young man." The old man said as he walked towards the second window on the left with trembling steps, apparently intending to replace the posters in the window.
After carefully confirming that there is no entry for the person in the painting above the old man's head, He Ma took the initiative to step forward: "I'll help you."
"Oh, thank you. Kind young people are becoming less and less common these days."
Hema opened the window, took off the original poster and handed it to the old man, then took the new poster rolled into a roll, and unfolded it.
He saw the face of Nishida Jun in the painting at first glance.
It seems to be the poster of the play that Shun Nishida is rehearsing.
He Ma carefully read the words on the poster:
The experimental work of the cutting-edge playwright Nishida, an absurd drama that subverts everything!
Beat "Waiting for Godot"!
He Ma raised his eyebrows. To be honest, in his previous life, he went to Waiting for Godot in order to pretend to be a girl, and then found that he was a layman and couldn't appreciate such elegant things.
The poster said that it "beats "Waiting for Godot"", which made Kazuma feel like "this show is three times as boring as Waiting for Godot".
The old ticket inspector misunderstood Kazuma's expression and said, "Are you also a fan of Nishida? He has so many fans."
He Ma frowned, "also"
"Are there any other fans coming?" He Ma asked.
"Yes, yes, quite a few."
The old ticket inspector continued: "Now they are rehearsing inside. I use their play to help me sleep, and the effect is great."
He Ma asked along the way: "Then among these fans, is there anyone named Hechuan Xingzi?"
The old man shrugged: "How could I know what those fans are called?"
Hema curled his lips, lowered his head and continued to study the poster, writing down the names of the actors written on it.
At this moment, Honami leaned over and leaned over Kazuma's shoulder to read the content on the poster.
When she saw the words "beating "Waiting for Godot"", she gasped.
He Ma: "What?"
"I don't understand Waiting for Godot." Honami said truthfully.
Saori Kitagawa asked: "What is waiting for Godot?"
"A work of art." Hema replied.
Kitagawa Saori said "Oh": "Understood. You are from Lower Riba, let's rock and roll together."
It can be seen that Saori Kitagawa received a really good education, and it is already remarkable for the Japanese to know the word "lower Riba people".
At this time, the old ticket seller looked at Kazuma suspiciously: "Aren't you fans of Mr. Nishida?"
"Uh, we are."
"Can you become a fan if you don't understand Mr. Xitian's play?" the old man asked again.
He Ma: "Can't you become a fan because of the sleep aid effect?"
The old conductor laughed loudly: "It makes sense. Stop standing outside, go in and have a look."
"Don't you need to buy a ticket?" He Ma asked.
"When the show officially started, the finished product was brought out, so tickets were sold. Now what you see when you go in is a semi-finished product, and it may affect your perception of the finished product. What kind of tickets are you selling?"
Speaking of which, the old conductor directly opened the iron bar next to the ticket gate, and nodded to Kazuma.
So He Ma led the two girls through the gate.
"Hey, young man!" The old man suddenly stopped He Ma, and when He Ma looked back, he pointed in the direction of the wall.
Hema turned his head and found a vending machine on the wall.
Looking at the old man again, I found that he was smiling like an old urchin, and winked at Kazuma.
He Ma pretended not to understand what the old man meant, and walked directly into the theater.
Honami and Kitagawa Saori followed closely behind him.
The theater has already entered the rehearsal state, only two lights above the first row of seats in the front are turned on, and the entire auditorium is basically dark.
When Honami was in the car, she said that there would be many young couples coming to watch the rehearsal in this small theater, but now Kazuma didn't see any of them.
When they entered the door, the actor standing in the center of the spotlight on the stage was speaking impassionedly, so no one noticed them.
Kazuma took Honami and sat down in a box at random, while Saori Kitagawa exclusively occupied the double box next to her.
He Ma originally thought that she would take advantage of the opportunity to squeeze into a box.
Honami lowered her voice and asked Kazuma: "Is Jun Nishida here?"
He Ma nodded: "Yes, in the front row, the one sitting under the lamp is him."
"Really? How do you recognize it? Through the back of the head?" Honami asked suspiciously.
He Ma is actually looking at the entry. From a distance, there is a three-character entry on the person’s head, and the last word is 人. Although the remaining two characters cannot be seen clearly because of the distance and lighting problems, He Ma guesses that he did not find it. wrong.
Entries are rare, after all.
Saori Kitagawa poked his head over from the side: "By the way, you didn't say why you came to find Jun Nishida just now. You just said that he has a perfect alibi."
He Ma: "Are you sure you want to discuss these issues under the eyes of the other party?"
"Hmm..." Saori Kitagawa raised her eyebrows, "Okay, forget it. Anyway, I came here to make a big fuss, just like that night."
Honami half-jokingly said: "I think so too. You don't take me with such a fun thing."
Kazuma glanced at Honami's figure, and thought you should leave. Saiori Kitagawa is small and exquisite, and can roll around in the enemy group. First of all, with your figure, it is impossible to maneuver combat, you can only be tough .
He was about to speak when suddenly the lights on the stage changed.
The eyes of the three were drawn to the stage together.
He Ma suddenly discovered that under the changed lighting, the whole stage was presenting a strange atmosphere.
The actor who had been reading his lines in the spotlight was now on his knees, as if in confession.
Another actor stood on a richly decorated high platform, and was pushed to the center of the stage by a prop master wearing a "camouflage color suit" that blended with the stage background.
The actors on the high platform began to sing.
Honami whispered next to Kazuma's ear: "Isn't this a drama? Why did it suddenly start singing?"
"Maybe this is the so-called experimental." He Ma replied.
Kitagawa Saori from the next box said: "The singing is not bad, it should be professional."
At first, He Ma thought that the people on the high platform were singing the famous song "Nessun Dorma" from "Turandot", but after listening to a few bars, he realized that it was not.
It should be a song modified on the basis of "Nobody Sleeps Tonight".
Can composing music be called copying? Wen Chaogong Tongyu and Ma thought so, but this Wen Chaogong copied a song that had not yet been born, while this composer copied a world famous song and changed a few keys.
Both Honami and Kitagawa Saori are girls who understand music, and they discovered this by coincidence at this time.
"No one will sleep tonight with this copy, right?" Honami said, "It's too obvious, please make more changes."
Kitagawa Saori: "Hey, the copyright protection of No One Sleeping Tonight has long expired, so just copy it."
He Ma: "No, this is a work from 1924, and it was performed in 26 years. No matter how you calculate it, it has not passed the copyright protection period."
Kitagawa Saori spread his hands together: "Then... will Puccini's descendants come to sue?"
"Probably not. Not everyone is Disney, after all."
At this time, Nishida Shun suddenly stood up and shouted hysterically: "Stop! Stop!"
He Ma and the others, who were chatting, turned their attention to the direction of the stage.
Xi Tianshun put his hands on his head and shouted: "Why can't you always realize my intentions? This place should show a kind of mysterious and sickly beauty! It makes people want to fall into the embrace of this strange world!"
He Ma looked at the lights on the stage, thinking that there were indeed weirdness and sickness, but the temperament of the song "No One Sleeps Tonight" is wrong!
Or is it Nishida Jun's goal to create a certain effect through the contrast between the music and the stage scenery
Nishida Jun was still hysterically yelling at the actors on the stage.
Kazuma suddenly felt that this Jun Nishida is also a fan of the URB band, and he is also in a state of madness today, right
He Ma recalled the information he had now, and found that this possibility was not impossible.
In the next moment, maybe Nishida Jun should pull out something and beat the actor.
But Xi Tianshun sat back on his seat and sighed: "Forget it, take a ten-minute rest. Turn on the lights."
The next moment, the entire theater was brightly lit.
At this time, He Ma suddenly discovered that there were actually people in the front rows of seats that he thought were empty.
Just now, these people sat motionless in the darkness, and all of them seemed to sink their bodies into chairs, as if they were integrated with the darkness, like a theater set, so Hema's first reaction was "no one is watching."
Now when the lights were turned on, so many people appeared in unison, He Ma was startled.
Honami also squeezed Kazuma's arm tightly the moment the light was turned on, apparently also frightened.
No wonder the old man at the door said "a lot of fans", does that mean it
But Kazuma and Honami, both experienced the Osaka hostage incident and the Bomber incident, had a good psychological quality and stabilized quickly.
Bei Chuan Saori in the next box yelled directly: "Fuck, is there someone?"
This sound echoed back and forth in the theater, very clearly.
The people in the first few rows turned their heads together.
For a moment, Hema thought that there would be a classic horror movie scene, but when these people turned around, he found that they were all ordinary people, looking at Hema and others sitting at the back of the theater with ordinary and curious eyes.
It really looks like an ordinary fan who came to rehearse.
Xi Tianjun stood up, turned around and looked behind: "Now is the rehearsal stage, no microphones are used, can you hear clearly when you sit in the back? Why don't you come to the front. Of course, if you want to use the box, then I didn't say it.
"Sorry for turning on the light suddenly, didn't it bother you?"
Nishida Shun's words made the audience laugh.
Kazuma stood up directly and looked at Nishida Jun calmly.
Nishida Jun's expression froze immediately.
"It's...it's you!" His voice trembled at first, but he controlled it immediately.
After all, he is the person who has the entry of the person in the painting, so of course he has acting skills.
Kazuma noticed that the entry on the top of the opponent's head began to change color, giving people a feeling of "the entry came to life", obviously Nishida Shun began to full of acting skills.
"I have told the police everything I can say! Even the police admit that I am innocent!" Now Nishida Jun looks like a fragile and hysterical artist, "Because I was suddenly involved in this kind of case, Just because I suddenly discovered... Oh, I can’t say this. Anyway, I’ve been exhausted by this matter, and I’m almost unable to write anything!”
Hema has a feeling that if he can't "kill" Nishida Shun quickly in the mouth, I'm afraid that all the questions today will be in vain, and the other party will use his superb acting skills to prevaricate him.
After all, he can't really use torture, and Aramaki and the others have to wait for Nishida Jun to show his flaws before they can arrest people.
This is an impromptu drama rivalry between myself and Nishida Shun.
The opponent is a super-class "old drama player".
Kazuma thought for a few seconds, and decided to attack from a direction that Jun Nishida never thought of.
Hema said, "Don't be nervous, I'm not here to arrest you again in the police station. I know it's useless. I'm here with a personal question to find out, why is Xingzi Hechuan's surname Hechuan?"
The other party reacted quickly: "Huh? How do I know? I just had a few drinks with her in the bar! I have explained all this to the police!"
The other party showed no flaws in words or expressions, but the "light effect" of the entry above his head fluctuated, feeling like the voltage of a neon light suddenly became unstable.
He Ma discovered for the first time that his golden finger could still be used in this way.
After all, acting can control expressions and movements, but it cannot control the shaking and trembling of the soul.
So he chased after him with Ma Chengsheng: "Hechuan Xingzi is a stage name, why should the surname of the stage name be the same as Hechuan Falong?"
He Ma directly pulled out Aichuan Farong, creating an illusion of "I have mastered everything and just came to force you". This is also a very normal negotiation technique, and Ma Ma has often used similar techniques to fool foreigners in his life, giving foreigners a feeling that "we have already obtained your reserve price through commercial espionage".
Xi Tianjun's expression remained calm, if the entry above his head did not flash like a fluorescent tube with a broken starter, Hema would have been fooled by him.
And the horse continues:
"It's fine if I inherited my surname from my parents. It's just a coincidence. But the stage name is very intriguing.
"Especially, she died in the refrigerator of a person who had a close relationship with Hechuan Farong."
In fact, the only "real hammer" that Kazuma currently has is "Shibai Tajiu bailed Nishida from the police station".
This is far from proving that Aichuan Farlong and Nishida Shun have a close relationship.
Next, he and Ma saw the hall-level acting skills.
Nishida Shun looked like Zhang Er King Kong was puzzled: "What are you talking about? Mr. Aikawa Fulong, I just exchanged business cards, and I haven't even met him a few times.
"I want to build a relationship, who wouldn't? But I made an appointment with his secretary three months ago, and he hasn't replied to me yet!"
This performance, this line, there is no problem at all.
Even Honami began to gently tug on Kazuma's clothes, wanting him to think long-term and not to rush.
But He Ma knew very well that the force was shaking like a magnitude 9 earthquake.
The other party panicked, and He Ma was naturally as stable as an old dog.
—The direction is right, I feel that as long as I grasp another key point, I can break through the opponent's defense.
Hema desperately thought about the key point... Suddenly, he thought of it.
is the audience.
The audience who will watch the rehearsal in silence, blending into the darkness of the theater.
The audience seemed to be enchanted.
So he said to Ma: "Before, I didn't really understand the meaning of Aichuan Falong hooking up with you. After all, you are just a pervert who is good at disguise, and you went to the Takarazuka Theater to take advantage of others. Today I understand.
"The last 'artist' who had a close relationship with Mr. Aichuan Faron was the lead singer of URB. He kept a group of fanatical fans. These fans would beat me up on the street and chase me down after he gave an order. .
"After the tragic death of the lead singer, fans out of control kept the Metropolitan Police Department busy today."
After talking with Ma, the entry of the person in the painting above the other party's head is like a candle that is about to burn out.
"Hey," He Ma said an old second-dimensional particle, "these audiences here, wouldn't you just give me an order, and they would rush towards me like a wolf?"
The entry of the person in the painting above Xi Tianshun's head was completely dimmed, and his expression froze.
He Ma Manxin thought that he would directly order the audience to rush forward, and then took the opportunity to disguise and escape.
But the other party did not do so.
Are you stupid
Or, he can't do it
He Ma: "You didn't do that... Then let me make a bold guess. These audiences are taking a different route from URB fans. You can't order them directly, but you can subtly change their cognition through your drama. ,right?"
Nishida Jun's breathing became obviously rapid.
Honami stood up silently, took out the wooden knife in the bag from her back, and untied the rope tied to the mouth of the bag.
Kitagawa Saori was fascinated by watching the drama's opponent, but when she saw Honami's movements, she suddenly remembered that she didn't come to watch the drama, so she hurriedly stood up too.
Nishida Shun suddenly turned around and ran away.
Hema activated his skills and drew his gun quickly!